As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

Chapter 292

If you can completely break away from the illusion, it can be called a happy event.

Nowadays, Christian has basically given up the idea of ​​completely breaking the things entangled in his body, although Christian understands that that may be the opportunity for him to break through the legendary realm and become a master of destruction.

But this step is more difficult than imagined.

She had just experienced a fantasy, and she almost died in it. In the fantasy, she did retain a ray of consciousness at all times, but that consciousness had basically reached its limit. If the killing continued, this would It may be impossible to maintain even a little bit of sobriety.

And this is just the beginning.

No one knows what kind of dangers they need to face if they want to break the things that are wrapped around them. With their current strength, it is too difficult after all.

It was good to be able to leave the illusion... However, Christian's brows furrowed more and more when he saw the very familiar cabin. This is indeed where I live, but I always feel like something is not quite right.

A little too new.

You know, she has lived in this small wooden house for many years, the wooden boards are somewhat decayed, and there are still traces of repairs in many places.

Pursing his lips and adjusting himself, Christian moved slowly in the small room while looking around. The feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger. The whole cabin was decorated very festively, and the bed There was even a bottle of red wine and two tall glasses on the desk above him.

Christian's face changed slightly, and she subconsciously grabbed the magic wand in her hand. But as soon as her fingers exerted force, Christian immediately noticed something was wrong. There was nothing in her palm, and there was no feeling of grasping a real object.

Christian finally remembered where the strange yet familiar feeling in the small house came from.

And none of this has ever appeared in the small house in front of her. In other words, she is still in the illusion and has not broken out of it.

Christian couldn't help but have some doubts in his mind. Why did this illusion manifest the former wedding room? What did it want to do?

A sound of footsteps came from outside.

Looking down at himself, Christian realized that he was wearing a wedding dress.

Finally, there was only a creaking sound, and the door was pushed open. Then, a handsome young man wearing a gorgeous dress appeared at the door.

As he moved, there was even a rustling, rustling sound behind him.

Christian turned his head and looked, only to find that behind him was a pure white skirt, dragging long traces on the ground, making a rustling sound as it moved.

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer. Christian's brows frowned more and more, and then he picked up the red wine bottle on the table.

Yes, back then, when they got married, the wedding room was decorated like this.

The trouble this time may be greater than imagined.

Turning around to look, the magic wand originally held in his hand was missing.

This is...her and Apraun Montgomery's wedding room.

I have to say, this contrast is really quite big.

She was obviously the great saint of the Dawn Goddess Church, and she was still wearing a pure white wedding dress. However, she was holding the mouth of a wine bottle in her hand, and she seemed to be a young girl again.

Yes, it’s a wedding dress.

Under her feet, there is also a pair of similarly pure white high boots with a very beautiful shape. The sides of the boots are decorated like angel wings.

She tried to get another weapon out of the storage ring, but the storage ring on her finger disappeared at some point and was replaced by a silver-white wedding ring.

However, Christian didn't care so much, he just stared at the door.

I just don’t know what the illusion this time is.

He is really a very handsome man, the type who can even be a popular lover. He has a tall and well-proportioned figure, a gentle manner, an elegant and noble temperament, big eyes, and a high nose. No matter how picky a woman is, it will be difficult for her to fall in love with him. Find some flaw in him.

However, Christian's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the expression on his face became increasingly weird. This man... was Apu.

It's Apu in his youth.

Just twenty years old.

Why does this guy appear in his fantasy?

At this moment, a light pink suddenly appeared in the cabin, making the atmosphere inside the room look charming and ambiguous.

There seemed to be a slightly sweet smell floating in the air.

Christian's eyes were also slightly confused, her breathing seemed to become more rapid, and there was a slight flush on her originally white cheeks.

The heartbeat is speeding up and the temperature of the body is rising.

A warm current seemed to emerge from his lower abdomen, and in a short period of time, it had spread throughout his body.

In Fang's heart, there was an uncontrollable desire. Desire and fantasy.

The name of each illusion is straightforward and easy to understand. Just by listening to the name, you can easily figure out what the effect of this illusion is.

At this moment, Apu put on a gentle and gentle smile and walked towards Christian step by step.

"Dear Christian, you are so beautiful today. Even the goddess Ostara cannot compare to you..."

Every step and every move was made with utmost elegance.

For girls from upper class society, this kind of performance should make people's hearts flutter.

However, the expression on Christian's face became more and more disgusted and irritable. For no other reason, the mere existence of Apu made her feel both psychologically and physically disgusted.

However, the evolved Apu didn't seem to notice the expression on Christian's face at all.

He walked up to Christian on his own, and he bent down gracefully and said soft words of love: "Ah, Christian, being able to marry you is the greatest luck in my life..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, seemingly trying to grab Christian's little hand wearing white silk gloves, and then gave him a kiss on the hand.

However, before Apu could touch Christian's fingertips, something unexpected happened.

Phew...bang!

Only a dull sound was heard. Christian swung the bottle and hit Apu directly on the head. Then he raised his right leg and kicked Apu in the stomach.

With a scream, Apu's body was kicked to the ground.

I have to say that the illusion was too realistic. The twisted expression of shock and pain on Apu's face was vividly displayed. He looked at Christian with a look of disbelief on his face, as if he wanted to ask why Christian wanted to do this. My husband does this.

But before he could speak, Christian suddenly took a step forward, raised his right leg, and used the high boots that highlighted his figure and calf curves, and struck the middle of Apu's legs with a war trample move.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!

Bang, bang.

The sound of something breaking slowly spread through the room.

Desire and evil fantasy:?

Right in front of Christian, Apu's eyes suddenly widened, and he opened his mouth so hard that he could almost stuff a raw egg in, but he couldn't make any sound at all. His hands just instinctively covered the injured area. The place was unbearable, even enough to make a man collapse. The pain was so painful that Apu's body was twitching non-stop.

After several seconds passed, extremely cruel screams finally erupted from Apu's throat. His tall body curled up into a shrimp and rolled around desperately on the ground. His originally handsome face was twisted together. , his face was pale, and big beads of sweat kept rolling down his face.

While the screams were still echoing in the room, the door creaked open again.

This time, what appeared in front of Christian was a boy. He had a pretty and cute face full of immaturity and a pair of big, timid eyes. For women who have this hobby...well, and maybe for men, he is simply a boy. The most perfect existence.

Little Shota seemed a little afraid of the screams in the room. She looked at Christian with a pair of big eyes full of desire for protection: "Big sister..."

boom!

It's like a chicken and a dozen eggs!

Koshota fell down.

Another figure appeared, this time it was a middle-aged uncle with a very gentlemanly demeanor.

Bang, it's like a chicken flying over an egg.

The middle-aged uncle collapsed.

The muscular man exuding masculine charm fell down.

The man wearing a pair of reading glasses and dressed as a butler collapsed.

The mysterious and powerful magician fell.

The honest shield warrior fell.

The handsome elf has fallen!

In a short period of time, dozens of figures had fallen in the hut, making the hut seem extremely crowded, and each one of them had a fatal outcome.

The pain of having their eggs shattered caused everyone's face to twist into a ball. No matter how beautiful or handsome they were originally, it was horrifying at this moment.

The screams were mixed together, almost turning the hut into a slaughterhouse.

The fantasy of lust is going crazy!

This is the first time in eight thousand years that it has encountered such a strange existence. Could it be that among so many outstanding men, none of them match her taste?

Eggbreaker?

(End of this chapter)